What do you want for Christmas?
The chance to spend time with friends and family?
A hearty roast dinner with every trimming imaginable?
Maybe the opportunity to consume a few celebratory drinks of an evening?
One thing I doubt you and I would want to receive would be the kind of ultimatum offered to Cardiff City manager Malky Mackay.
Earlier this week, Vincent Tan, the Malaysian businessman who owns the Bluebirds, informed Mackay that he could either resign or be sacked.
Tensions have been simmering between Tan and the former Scotland international for a period of time and this latest development would appear to be the final nail in the managerial coffin of the man who guided the club to the Premier League.
Details have been leaked regarding an email sent from the owner which outlined grievances over elements of Mackay’s reign such as signings, transfers, results and the style of play that’s utilised and it is very clear that Tan’s attitude seems to be one of ‘it’s my toy so I can play with it how I choose.’
Tan clearly has as much knowledge of the sport he’s involved in as I do of nuclear physics - and that is the crux of the whole matter - and just marvel at the sheer idiotic, clueless, nonsensical, childish and downright bonkers plan of attack he is employing.
Unfortunately, professional sport, and football in particular, is loaded with club owners who have little or no grasp of the industry they’re involved in.
A name with the relevant authorities as owner obviously carries more weight than any attempt to offer a meaningful business plan because too many who occupy these roles have no concept of the idea that football can’t be shaped to meet the whims and wherefores of the individual.
To operate in a gung-ho manner, ignoring all convention and logical thought is a recipe for ruin - how are Blackburn doing these days? - and if Cardiff are plying their trade in the Championship next season then it would hardly come as much of a surprise.
Mackay has done a fine job at Cardiff to get them to where they currently are and his reward is to be governed by a man who is a walking parody of the egotistical football club custodian.
If Saturday’s trip to Anfield is to be his finale as Cardiff manager then he can leave with his head held high and perhaps his unwanted present might turn out to be the best present of all.